By Lex February 19, 2014 @ 6:34 PM
After Victoria Beckham got done with her first few canned responses to insanely trite questions in Allure magazine, the former Spice Girl shifted the conversation to her titties because she understands pacing. Victoria begrudgingly copped to having implants earlier in her career, but found less need for them once she was wealthy and famous and had a professional athlete husband. Like a master politician, Victoria eased the chatter back into the world of banal inspirational muck that women love to scan in magazine callouts:
I was never a natural. I got there in the end because I did believe that if you work hard enough, then you can achieve a lot
Well, hard work and that big fake rack you had removed once you were set for life. Let’s not give the flat chested girls out there false hope about making it big through mere initiative.
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By Lex January 23, 2014 @ 6:14 PM
Often men will label charmless, sour faced, high maintenance women as frigid. That’s your basic rush to judgement. There’s no reason a charmless, sour faced, high maintenance woman like Victoria Beckham couldn’t be some kind of insane nymphomaniac whose unquenchable desire for cock finds her begging for sex with foreign men at semi-covered bus stops. Though that does seem unlikely.
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By Lex June 24, 2013 @ 12:24 PM
Catching sour putty faced Victoria Beckham smiling even for a single shutter frame is worth a small fortune to collectors of the weird and unique. But here’s something that seems to make the rich girl smile. Take her to China. She’s been there with her husband this week and she can’t seem to stop grinning from skin stapled ear to ear. I’m not sure if she loves the CCP or just the industrial haze. It can’t be the food. She hasn’t eaten since 2009. She’s appearing like a happy clown on national television shows and even Tweeting photos of herself smiling. Her mirth can’t be contained. Maybe she’ll stay.
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By Lex June 05, 2013 @ 2:27 PM
Maybe Victoria Beckham is in a prison. A prison in her mind. Behind the bars of her own fears and anxieties. Forcibly finger banged in the shower of her insecurities and shame. Or she might just be a rich model who hasn’t had a meal consisting of of more than 100 calories since 1997. Either way, she’s giving her daughter the same face.
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By Lex May 06, 2013 @ 9:23 AM
My great Uncle Sal invented the windswept toupee. It was a pre-tousled toupee that men could wear wear out in inclement weather so their hair would look more native to the conditions. Then that bastard Sy Sperling invented fake hair implants and the toupee business died. So did my Uncle Sal, a broken and busted man. We buried him in his windswept toupee at an outdoor funeral. I’m thinking back to Uncle Sal while watching Victoria Beckham try out the new ‘pleasantly surprised’ face they gave her to look more upbeat in public settings. It’s very lifelike. Even the paparazzi bylines read ‘Victoria Beckham looks pleasantly surprised at a Paris boutique’. And don’t think the husband in this equation won’t benefit from the new mouth agape pose on this custom facial setting. Science continues to improve lives, one super rich person at a time.
By Lex April 29, 2013 @ 3:37 PM
Victoria Beckham made her way to the Vogue Festival in London. She fucking loves clothes. She makes them. She sells them. She diddles her lady parts with them in her walk-in closet. A Vogue fashion event for Victoria Beckham is like pig in shit. Like an Eagles fan at a dollar drinks sports bar. This is Victoria’s Rapture. Yeah, still no smile. It’s uncanny. The Mothra girls looked less sullen.
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